His mind was reeling with all that he had seen and heard.
Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself, which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.
My heart swam with joy.
Courage from heart, and not from numbers, grow.
Indeed he has a solemn face, but he is very humorous at heart.